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Today, we participated in the Chalk4Peace event at our school. The event brought together about 30 people from the community (much smaller than desired). But, we had fun, nonetheless. The Girl , The Wife, and I had lots of fun drawing and coloring for a few hours. She even took the initiative to color on […]

The other night we were driving home and began making lightsaber noises with our mouths. Of course, it did become a competition and I insisted that I made the most excellent lightsaber noises of the family. Kokkiree insisted that she was the most awesomest, which was eagerly supported by the completely biased opinion of The […]

We’re down to three days. Wednesday, Thursday, & Friday. Then, we’re gone. Three of us. Three days. One dog. One car. We’re thankful to be leaving. We’re thankful to have you following. Hopefully our escape won’t be as exciting as Russell Crowe breaking his wife out of prison in the movie above. Although, hmm…

“The troubles of modern life come from being divorced from nature.” Isaac Asimov Her first fish was a Red Ear Sunfish. Standard ultra light rod and reel. 4lb test monofilament. Small hook and live earthworm. 2 foot lead from small red/white bobber. She had trouble casting over the edge of the railing, so I cast it […]

Summer is in slow swing. Not full swing. Not even half swing. We wake up late. Go to sleep late. Do one thing in the oppressive heat and call it quits. Do the dog park. Do dinner. Whew. Exhausted. When’s bedtime? This summer has been the first time where I’ve done almost nothing. Last summer, […]

“Hang it up,” we said. “How do I hang it up?” The Girl asked. She was holding the hotel phone. The cord sagged between the cradle and the child. She looked at the receiver and back at us. The Girl enjoys grabbing things and asking about them, playing with them, and generally finding out all […]

We started stay-cations as a way to get out of the house and enjoy our lives. Escape an hour this way or two hours that way. This time we went seventy miles. There’s something strange that happens the second you move an hour out of the area. Things seem a bit more normal. You can […]